don’t you dare tell me
i have no purpose
i’ve got a focus
a guiding direction
as searingly brilliant
as keen and unyielding
as a…
…but those things
probably aren’t real
my purpose?
my purpose is to wait
and to survive
the other day
i saw a starship
streaking overhead
it looked…familiar
and for a moment
for just one moment
my hope
which is always with me
my sole possession
my hope felt solid
and real
but it didn’t land
they didn’t come out
or call my name
or take me with them
so today i wait
today
like every day
i wait
and i survive